3. Jealous

By Alasse Fefalas

Lisbon chuckled inwardly when she felt Jane move closer to her. She had no plans on letting him listen in, however. Turning away from him, she talked into the phone. "I've plans for dinner tonight, unfortunately. Lunch, tomorrow?" She paused. "Great. See you."

"It's not just food he's after," Jane huffed as Lisbon pocketed her phone.

"Jealous, Jane?" Lisbon smirked.

"Why should I be jealous?" Jane asked into her ear in a low voice, snaking his hand around her small waist, pulling her flush to his body. "Your dinner plans are with me, after all."